These Days
I want to be on a faster pace
I would like to have a different taste
or a slight fresher dose of air
Cause these days
I'm dealing with this misery from my jealousy that happened from deceptive ways
I'm crying inside, I'm reaching out though I can't seem to get a hand
I'm wondering and searching for that one glimpse of acceptance
I'm neglectful plus regretful to which you might not believe
but forgiving myself is something I don't achieve
Cause these days......
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